Damien was shifting left and right in his bed. He was closing his eyes tightly and was trying to get some sleep. However, sleep wasn't quite cooperating with him.
"Ughhhhhh!" he let out a throaty grumble and kicked the blanket away from his body. He then opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling that was decorated with paintings of colorful flowers and bees.
"I wanted to talk with Ariel before sleeping. But she's talking with her father," Damien sighed and thought to himself.
He wanted to ask Ariel about her conversation with Kenneth in detail. Both she and Kenneth looked dejected when they had regrouped during the day. He wanted to ask her if she was doing okay.
However, since he didn't get to talk with her, he was having a hard time falling asleep.
